The Princess Slave – Chapter 55

Violette POV

“How does it feel?” Beatrice asked. I scrunched my face up as I wrote on the paper.

-it hurts constantly.- I wrote.

I’ll mix something up. What abou

e herbs into a cup of hot water, then poured some honey into it. She put a straw into the cup and handed it to me.

there was only a faint scent of him left behind.

uch more of it than ever.

xiety because of it.” She said softly. I finished her mixture and handed her the cup.

eyes.

.. dead.. so that he may not try again.” She said.

I asked. I didn’t want to do nothing.. I’m a busy body, and I need the distraction of having

e with the girls.. maybe practice on trying to

I never speak again?- I asked. She closed her eyes and let out a small sigh.

not trying to make light of it, but you got very lucky.” She said. I let out a breath.

will practice. May I have some alone time?- I asked. She put

st have one of the guards mind-link me if you need anything.” She said softly. She stepped out of the room and shut the door. I lay in bed and

and opened my mouth and tried to speak.. but all that came out was

castle, I can’t speak, I can’t be happy..

ill write.. I will write it all out.. I need to get it out before it eats me alive.

k. For the first few minutes.. my hand hovered over the paper dripping ink onto it. I didn’t even know where to start..

ou can do this.

was all swimmy. I watched Beatrice and the others across the yard laughing and cleaning up.. and a bright smile came to my face to see my friends so happy.

ly to be blindsided by a man who had no scent. He smacked me over the head and for a

ed open as my feet were being dragged on the ground. Where am I? I looked for my friends but they were no longer there. I began kicking my legs.. I tried to scream but a hand covered my mouth, muffling any sound I tried to make.

e. I knew I’d been poisoned with wolfsbane.. and it was enough to make me feel tired.. I was afraid it was far too much. I threw my hands back and grabbed his face, jamming my thumbs int

into my chest hard. I sucked in a deep breath of air and he grabbed me by my hair. That’s when I smelled Viktor. When I saw him searching around the area frantically. His eyes shot in our direction, and that’s when the man spoke.

my blood spilling out of me. It was slippery, and I could hardly hold my hands on the wound.

lastly a thud as my world began to go dark.

r the pains of my mate being unfaithful..

s actually saving me.

I remember I waking up in my room. I was told I’d woken up a few times before that, but Beatrice said I probably wouldn’t remember because of the herbs she’d given me. Or maybe it was PTSD.. just the trauma could be enough to make me

o kill me.. saved me. Yes, I’d hated him at first. But not anymore. He’d saved his slave. His enemy’s daughter. Me. And I owed